I live in the house my husband and I bought together in 1976. We restored it from a wreck of a cottage with only a plank and a bucket in an outhouse for a toilet, to a cosy family home, with 2 inside bathrooms and 3 inside toilets! After I found my husband dead in bed here, I went through a period when I could have sold EVERYTHING as the memories were so painful. However, I knew not to make any immediate decisions when the emotions were in such turmoil, and I'm glad I stayed, because there are so many happy memories of our life together, bringing up the children etc. I can still feel the love here.
Mum died 3 years ago, I had to empty out her house, which they bought in 1968, when I was 16. I married when I was 19, so it doesn't have the same memories for me. Because mum was disabled, and a hoarder, we didn't have many really happy times there, large family gatherings were always held at my place, although mum's was double the size.
Mum died 3 years ago, I had to empty out her house, which they bought in 1968, when I was 16. I married when I was 19, so it doesn't have the same memories for me. Because mum was disabled, and a hoarder, we didn't have many really happy times there, large family gatherings were always held at my place, although mum's was double the size.